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“I want to make you feel good.”
“What else?”
I chuckled, nipping at the thin skin around his ribs until he wiggled away from me, his hands still on my shoulders, up into my hair. Rose tugged my head so I was forced to look up at him, and I let him because it made him happy to control me like that.
“I want…” I trailed off, not sure about admitting the idea that had just forced it’s way to the front of my mind. I let the silence turn into a deliberative hum in the back of my throat, then I dragged my tongue across the front of my teeth.
“Tell me,” he coaxed.
“I want to take you bare,” I whispered. “I want to fill you full of cum and then put you back into your gorgeous panties and let it leak around and ruin the lace. I want you to bury yourself so deep inside of me that I can’t tell where you end and I begin…”
His fingers tightened in my hair, his cock growing harder between us.
“I want you to ruin me for other men.” As if he hadn’t already. “And then I want to make you breakfast, make you lunch, make you dinner. I want to clean you and dry you andkeepyou. I want to take care of you in all the ways you deserve, even if you don’t ever find the words to ask me to do it. I worry sometimes that I want to consume you.”
Rose opened his mouth and snapped it closed, seemingly caught off-guard by the confession. I was hard by that point too, thinking about the truth of the words and all the ways I wanted to own and defile the man between my legs. We were already going to be late to Rapture, might as well go big.
“I wantyouto get onto your knees,” I said, and he did. Without blinking, without thinking. His hips moved out of my hands and I finished loosening my pants, taking my cock out and holding it tight around the base. “I want you to like being here. Like this.”
Rose’s lashes fluttered, and I tapped my cock against his cheek, dragging it over his mouth and across his face. He parted his lips and stuck out his tongue, pupils dark and massive as black holes against the crystal blue of his irises.
“I do,” he rasped, the words choking off as I pressed my cock against his waiting tongue.
“Suck on it,” I told him, definitely not a question and almost a demand. I slid toward the back of his throat, pleasure roaring through me like an unstoppable tidal wave. He sealed his lips around me and swallowed me into the back of his throat in that way he always did.
Rose blinked up at me, tears already pooling in the corners of his eyes from the stretch. Using my fingers, I pushed his curls back from his face, relishing the way he preened under my attention, under my touch. I pulled all the way out, enjoying the way saliva tracked from my cock to his lips, slicking down his chin.
“I love sucking you off,” he said, voice low and so reminiscent of the power he’d put on display the first night we spent together. “Love taking you apart with my mouth and ruining you for everyone else.”
“There’s no one but you, baby.”
His eyes rolled back in their sockets a little and he angled his head to the side, using the tip of his tongue to lick the spit off his mouth.
“I want to call you Sir,” he whispered. “In the ways that you want from me.”
“Rose.”
“Can I do that tonight? That’s what would make me feel good. I can tell because my hands get tingly when I think about it.”
I hadn’t expected that, and I didn’t know what to say. It felt indecent to sit there with my cock in his hand and Rose on his knees, him confessing to me an interest in something I’d been willing to table for later.
“And you said you wanted to make me feel good, right?” He widened his eyes, mouth opening and closing before he added on, “Sir.”
I almost came on the spot.
“Anything for you, baby.” It was a vow, and then Rose took my cock back into his mouth, back into his throat. “You’re so good at sucking my cock. So good at being on your knees for me.”
Rose groaned in agreement, the vibrations catapulting me headfirst toward the brink of my orgasm and head over heels into love with him.
CHAPTER26
ROSE
With my headin the clouds from the things Flynn said to me during our little tryst, I could barely focus my eyes on the panties he’d bought for me. But as we climbed the front steps to Rapture, the soft lace and silk hugged my cock and balls like they’d been made to do it.
“Just know,” Flynn whispered before we stepped through the front doors of the club, “no matter what happens tonight, we go home and I take those off of you with my teeth.”
“You better.”
